I came from da bottom, but i ran it up, and my only mission is to stay up
Made dis whole tape in a week so i couldn't get no mfn sleep had to stay up
I tried to be faithful, but can't had to face it, a young n*gga just a lil playa
b*tch if u owe me den pay up
Choppa uh f*ck yo whole day up
Had a antenna and converter box
Cause my mama couldn't afford cable
Always had a job as a jit, sellin midget or washing cars under da table
Bro took a life sentce for dat sh*t i did and for dat im eternally grateful
If i want yo b*tch i can take her
Choppa uh f*ck yo whole day up
b*tch calling my phone, say she ain't get her cycle dis month and dun f*cked my whole day up
Dey smile and my face, while they plottin to kill me, so i grip my sh*t and stay prayed up
She swear i dun f*cked all deez b*tches im chillin wit, swear a young n*gga gone play ha
Bae can we just f*ck n make up
I dont like my b*tch wit no make up
Ain't gotta shoot ya
Cause my n*ggas shooters
But i wanna shoot ya
But im da ticket
Da way out da trenches
So im gone let em shoot ya
Been gettin money
Every check be a comma
But i still eat dem noodles
Deez 501s used to be bugles
Now deez b*tches blow me like bugles
A young n*gga Chasing a check
U Chasing a b*tch i dun hit
Grandpa whipping da white like some grits
In his 50s and still hustlin
Imma make sure dat dat n*gga straight
Cause he fed all of my mama kids
Only thing on my mind is get paid
n*ggas change so i dont need no friends
I gotta get it
n*gga want beef, ain't no problem, we coming wit it
Yo b*tch want da D ain't no problem, just come and get it
Let a n*gga hit it
Kick dat b*tch out wit da quickness
Im da sickest yah yah
I keep dat stick call it plank uh
Bro nem be rolling stank up
Shiiid me, i be pouring dat drank up
Yo b*tch got my sh*t on her ringer
My b*tch like to go to dem parties
I say no, she say, im tryna change ha
Let her, go call a b*tch up and bang ha
Dont know why she play wit a gangsta
My old b*tch say she pregnant
Now lil mama ain't, think dat b*tch aborted my baby
Dat or either dat b*tch was lying but its all gravy
Cause i ain't on no child support b*tch im gettin dis paper yay yay
I drop dem jolly ranchers in my sprite cause it make my lean taste different flavors
She can't take it all, but she f*ck wit dat tip so much dat i call dat b*tch a waitor
She dere when i need ha fulfill allmy needs, must be destiny child cause u cater
I drop it they bite like a gator
So i just switched up my whole flavor
I gotta get it
n*gga want beef, ain't no problem, we coming wit it
Yo b*tch want da D ain't no problem, just come and get it
Let a n*gga hit it
Kick dat b*tch out wit da quickness
Im da sickest yah yah